The Great Battousai is down by the count by one of Miss Kauro's infamous rice-balls thrown to his head.

"Hey knock it off, you just gave Kenshin a concussion you witch!" yelled Sano, horrid at his good buddy Kenshin lying dazed on the floor of the dojo, a pile of over-cooked rice-balls surrounding him.

"What did you call me, leecher!"

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"What's that roach-face doing here?"

"Hello to you too, Rooster-head."

"Rooster-head,...why I oughtta-"

"Sano, is that Saitou I hear?"

"Kenshin, you're awake!"

Saitou strike's a light, explaining his prescence, "Our department received a house call from within the facility of a domestic family feud."

A boy with black spikey hair comes running into the dojo. "Is he here, is he here!"

Sano see's the flying white missile approaching. He pushes Kenshin out of the way but isn't in time. "An incoming death ball, watch out Yahiko!"

"Huh?"

*$%&$&&$@"

"That's going to leave a mark." commented Hajime, inappropriately as he lit up another cigarette and dodged a white fleck soaring through the air in high speeds.